1. |
Howl
05:20
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Stop,
Look down the stairs
I’m coming from a milky way
Where I hide my share
Howl,
Keep counting my wears
I’m holding down everything
On the tips of my hair.
They should be here by now
Deep down the stairs
Starting all this torment inside my head
Howl,
How does this story work?
We’re targets in this hole
You son of bitch, I’m being hanged on this wall
we’re not certain about this thing.
we people buried in the cold of my dreams
slaves, nobody stole,
the silver ring
god damn it,
there is no one to hear me
it’s getting dark now
and howl
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2. |
Dick Higgins
06:49
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Don’t want a normal life
A proper job
Empty lifestyle
Money for this sacred skin
A house, a wife and two kids
To work 8 hours in a day
And maybe a little more
Forget about music
The records, the scene and you babe
Ντικ χιγκινς το εκκρεμές
Πέρα δώθε
Πέρα δώσε
Δεν ξέρω αλλά μου φαίνεται πως
Πέρα δώθε
Πέρα δώθε
Δεν υπάρχει τρόπος να ξεφύγεις γι’ αυτό συνέχισε
Πέρα δώθε
Πέρα δώθε
Την κίνηση σου την επέβαλε η τράπουλα ταρό
Πέρα δώθε πέρα δώθε
Το χαρτί που τράβηξες είναι ο κρεμασμένος
Απλή παρατήρηση χωρίς συμμετοχή
Πέρα δώθε
Πέρα δώθε
Κάνε κάτι λοιπόν
Οτιδήποτε ας είναι και λάθος
Πέρα δώθε
Πέρα δώθε
Έχεις τραβήξει τον κρεμασμένο
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3. |
Sorry K.
09:22
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Why can’t I sing this song?
This call never sounded so well
Why can’t I say those words?
Those words never came out of my mouth again
What really happened back then?
I was stunned and I was playing dead
And now you’re asking me how much you have to pay
To see me trapped in my old rusty cage
What is that that brought us here
This anger turned into fear
For god we are all the same
This cage is mine or yours
Same all
What did you see?
But it was you not me,
Who stayed silent in this case
And now you have to wait
To see me rot on stage
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4. |
Here
03:25
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Here,
without substance the time pass
in a sequence of things in a daily routine
like the solitude of a mass grave
like the nest that become jail
Here,
the days running differently
every time you said: “this year I’ll...” and nothing really changes
there’s no value at all on the things that you have done
cause you’re still there
in a place that sometimes is enormous for you
but some others so poor
Here,
more than 3000 people forgotten in one night
crammed into a train to the sea
and you’re hiding from the temptations of this world
cause you write your own fate
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